Coke machine glowin' through a parking lot
You called it a room with a view
It was the best night of pool that I ever shot
And I made a lot of money too

Lookin' for some company
In the weekly Scene
I seen an ad that just had to be you
I haven't seen you since new Orleans
And never did figure out where you ran off to
I know I looked bad last time you saw me
But lately I've been doing alright

Won a tournament last week in Oklahoma city
I sold half of this town tonight
I got some cocaine, if you want some
The best that I could find
Figured you and me could sit here and talk all night
If that big ol' guy out in the car don't mind

Like old times
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine
Livin' out our own kind of American dream
Like old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishin' line in that old main stream
I ain't expecting anybody but you
I don't know who this could be at the door
Well I'm pretty sure that you've got a clue
And I'll bet you've been to this hotel before
You put the you-know-what in the bathroom but
Don't flush it down just yet
We'll put your pager in your suitcase
And I'll get the window, you light a cigarette
It'll be like...

Old times
Just like the old times
Livin' out our own kind of American dream
Like old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishin' line in that old main stream

No sir, officer, you don't understand, we're just two old friends drinking wine
I'm sure she is, but that's not all she is, she's also an old friend of mine
I got her ol' high school picture right here in my wallet
From 1982
No sir, officer, no offence taken
You have a good night too

Good thing we didn't throw this here away
Baby, turn up the radio
I'm sure the cop knew what we were up to
I guess he just decided to let us go
Oh don't make such a thing about the picture
That was just something I kept
Hey, don't get all sentimental on me now, girl
You haven't even told me what your new name is yet
Old times
Just like the old times
Livin' out our old kind of American dream
Like old times
Your goal was always the same a mine
You didn't want to throw a fishin' line in that old main street
And you didn't